Next, Nameless entered the next floor: the hundredth.
His opponent's level had finally reached one hundred. Nameless tested him out, then ended the fight with a single punch.
After that, he fought his way from the hundred-and-fiftieth floor to the hundred-and-eightieth. None of the battles was worth mentioning. They were even less interesting than his opponent on the ninety-ninth floor.
Those opponents possessed a stronger essence of life, but their fighting had no distinguishing features. They simply hurled force at everything and tried to overwhelm him with raw power.
Nameless used that approach himself. When others fought the same way but possessed a weaker essence of life, they could hardly hold his interest.
Especially when he encountered a nonhuman opponent, he merely learned what made the creature distinctive, then killed it.
At last, in the blink of an eye, he reached level 199. Clearly, this was another major hurdle.
The space around him shifted. The grassland turned to black mud, and a tall tower appeared in the distance. At its summit yawned a vast spatial rift, within which countless giant serpents writhed.
A panel appeared before him: Stage 199. Horned Wizard ×1, Evil-Eyed Mage ×1. Prepare for battle.
A wizard? A mage?
Nameless's eyes brightened slightly. What was the difference between a wizard and a mage?
The panel vanished. A man in a black robe and horned-ox mask appeared before Nameless. He held a spiral staff topped by a winged serpent.
Clearly, he was the Horned Wizard.
The moment Nameless saw him, the Horned Wizard attacked without so much as a warning.
Great Space-Rending Butcher Blade!
Dense, invisible ripples sprang from behind the Horned Wizard and slashed toward Nameless.
Nameless raised a hand and threw a punch. A mass of Black Water formed a vortex before him. As the invisible